One Shot. Okay. Originally, this was going to be happy, with a cute ending. I just couldn't do it. I thought of the perfect ending. Sorry Brodes. Anyways, here it is. Hope ya like.

Larger Then Life


"'What are you LOOKING at?' I screamed at some poor, pethedic boy. Well, he wasn't a boy. He was the same age as me. Probably older. But with that hair flopping all over the place, the inside out t-shirt the braces and the scrawny, short build, he looked like a boy.

I would never go out with a boy. I couldn't. Never. Ew. But this boy. He was different. I'd known him ever since grade 2, when I fed the squirrels. I was a bit wierd then.

He followed me around when I fed the squirrels. He followed me everyday up to grade 9. Up to now. Up to when I yelled at him 5 seconds ago, and he shuffled off, looking like he was about to cry.

I wanted to reach out, stop him and appollogize for everything I ever did. And I almost did. I reached out and grabbed his hand and started to talk, when Luke came up behind me.

'This twirp bothering you Summs?' Luke said, in his changing, breaking voice. I almost laughed at him.

'I think I can take care of it, Lukes.' I said, mocking him. I did that alot.

Luke nodded and walked away. Once I was sure he was gone I wispered a sorry. I never talked to him again.

Until grade 11.

'Can I borrow a pen?' I wispered to the boy. He wasn't so much of a boy now. The floppy curls grew into a hot, shag-fro. His scrawny-ness had turned into the makings of abs, and he had muscles around his upper-arms and neck. He was turning into a man. He was tall too. But he was still that boy inside, that boy who.. who played with magic cards, video games and talked to a toy horse. The boy I still couldn't love.

Or so I thought. After a few months, I realized I really loved him. I needed to tell him some time. No time like the present. I told him, and he told me he loved me too. Inside I knew he had. We spent alot of time together and I quickly found out that his best-friend was Ryan Attwood. Any idiot could figure out that they were close. Closer then close. So when Ryan Attwood left for Chino, I knew Seth would be crushed. I just.. I didn't know he would be this crushed. I didn't know he would run away to a far-away land. I didn't know he'd end up dead. Because if I had. I would have told him I loved him from the start."

Summer stepped down from the podiem and looked at Seth Cohens lifeless body. His pale, white face and his curly hair. She touched his face and cringed. She sighed, and took some things out of her purse.

First she placed Death Cab, and Brighteyes cds in the bottom of the casket. Then, a picture of Seth and Summer, a note that read "I love you Seth Cohen. I always have." that she signed with a kiss, and A snippette of Captain Oats maine. A single tear fell on his white face and she closed the casket.

She looked a the two plastic horses in her hands. "You need eachother." She wispered.

Fin.

So I hope you liked it. I cant help but write sad stories. But come on. Perfect idea! Anyways one day Ill write a happy one. Because write now I feel like crying :(

Hehe. Please review!!

Amanda. Blinky. Mand. :) Whatever.